BABY WE WERE BORN TO RUN

[maskormods]

WHO: EVERYONE
WHERE: THE STREETS OF THE CITY
WHEN: Duration of the event
WHAT: PRISONER TRANSPORT/RESCUE
WARNINGS: Violence and language likely
OOC NOTES: This is a starter log to help kick off the event. Feel free to use or post your own!

The transport process isn’t a fun one. Captured Metas are outfitted with power-nullifying handcuffs and collars, chained into the back of a heavily armored prison transport vehicle. Normally there’s a huge procession that goes alone with this: more back up vehicles, overhead support, government loyal metals in every vehicle. But this rush of new arrivals has pushed the system to its limits- there’s never been a need to accommodate more than a specific number of known Metas. It has the guards in the vehicles on edge, jumpy as they try to navigate through the City without the usual back up. And it’s a strain the resistance is more than ready to push to the breaking point.

In addition to transporting new arrivals to their reprogramming, there are the already-present Meta prisoners that must still be shuffled around, causing a mix of old and new in the vehicles. And irresistible targets for liberation for the resistance groups. When the transport is hit, which will the new Metas side with? Your captors you may still be able to gain a comfortable life working with? Or the rebellion fighting their way into the vehicle?

Comments

[monosaccharide]

Bubblegum rolls her eyes and gets to work fixing the vehicle. So showy. But effective.

More or less. As she's working, one of the prisoners they're manages to get free from their restraints. Bubblegum, still under the car, vehicle, can't make her way out fast enough. She stifles a frustrated groan and yells, "Peridot! Look out!"

[slapfight]

Peridot marveling at the use of her weaponized instruments doesn't notice until she hears her name called and by then it's too late. Her weapons drop as she loses concentration when the prisoner grabs her arms and lifts her up, holding her restrained while she kicks.

"Get your touch stumps off of me! I'm the government's most precious Gem and they won't stand for this."

[monosaccharide]

"You're the government's only Gem, Per." Bubblegum shoves herself out from under the vehicle and looks around for a weapon, her mind working quickly.

What she needs is a distraction, and what Peridot needs is a weapon. She takes her crown off and hurls it towards the Gem and the prisoner as hard as she can. Come on, metal bender. Let's see what you can do with gold.